It bristled over his skin, the magic, the heat, the power, and he wanted to bury himself in it. Warm himself from the inside out, just for a short amount of time. They'd crossed the line from violent play and he was not going back. Throbbing with need he rolled his body over Riley's and lifted his face to kiss him, teeth and tongue, hands moving to his shoulders, down his arms. "Teeth and claws, little wolf." He pushed Riley's arms up over his head. His skin tasted of warm sunlight, dark wood, and pain and he wanted to drink it up.
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